The Manchester journal. [volume] (Manchester, Vt.) 1861-current, 1887-05-26

ter the BAskin.s part 10 go down cellar
the BAskin's The True's to so up stairs one
could always gaze into the kiicbec; tbs
other did not pause, but was sure TO leave
the cellar door open. which caused hard
feelings" At times between the heads OF the
two tribes Aunt True who was immscu
lately neat. Was especially tormented. The
young Baskinses reyeled in her clean path.
turned her front steps into mud-pie ak
cry, and even baby Baskins lolled there
when bis attire was most disordered.
0oe would conclude that they believed
In having "all things in common, but inst
let them see Ber, True I'LL bis pockets with
heir spplesl Then the shrill cry Was.
'.Then' ourn you've took en- from our
sider'
The discussion thst followed was so per
sonal that Il had to be silenced by the par
ents, who did so from principle, for each
section inclined to "our side. Uncle
True. who suffered most, because the Bas
kinses were most said
"Neighbor Bsskius. children us young
% yourn has got TO be fenced of, stands to
reason, adding pacifcally, ''how be they
sgoing to know which is whicb2
ut amt all the cbildrenl" put 10 Mrs.
Baskins. Your wife did know which was
which when she used out o. my firkin o.
barberry sass all last winterl'
SO the landlord divided them, from the
front gate TO the double doors; from the
"stoops" in the rear straight through the
back yard. To be sure there was 10 the
Trues cellar ali opening to chimney that
ran through "the Baskins' part, but that
seemed then Of no importance. for it was
never used.
After the bones Of contention we're equal
ly portioned, both tribes fraternized over
the new back yard fence. Said Baskins
with great decision;
"Just let me know il any OF our young
ones climb overl' Adding whats the
good OF fence il it don't mean nothing?"
This sentiment ELECTED from Uncle True
q feryent That sol And il our Bert tres
passes I'll be obliged il you'll tell mel"
The children literally sat upon that fence
for hours. coveting forbidden places. II
the Baskinses played ball it was sure to
fall upon Uncle True's green-surely it
was boys high privilege to scale fence
AT last Sabbath dawned that Uncle
True never forgot. Something he thinks
now it was Satan himself suddenly
prompted him to ,tay at home.
"Guess | won't 60 to meetin' today,
Pamely," be said; I'm feelin' little
SLIM" fsvorite expression, although be
was very stout "You and Bert go and fill
up the pew
Bert's health also had declined since
Saturday; SO be demurred, and was sternly
rebuked by his father. Mrs. True also
hung back, saying she was not myself,
but Uncle True persisted in thinking she
was. and his chosen representative.
"Because let up once in while it's no
reason everybody else should!' Said Uncle
True. "I've got to watch the place 'tother
part'll lie empty Mis- Baskins has taken
the baby to her mothers and the rest are
goin' TO meetin.
1t took much urging to start Uncle
True's family off without him.
Strange can't stay to home once with
out working so hard for it," be muttered
as be elongated himself upon the sitting
room lonnge. "Been bout as cheap to
have shaved up and gone. too. +"
But even now, despite the quiet, Uncle
True could not rest. He went into the
yard, scarcely knowing what to do with
the sacred hour, He walked slowly down
the little path, paused solemnly to observe
the upspringing lettuce, pondered before
the hennery till the inmates we're alarmed
at the unusual attention. fingered in med
itstion swee; over the pigpen until the
occupant rose from his Sabbath nap and
approached him with an interrogativs
grunt. M
Suddenly something like small black
cloud came between him and the sun:
Uncle True started guiltily was nature
about 10 punish him for evading religious
privileges? Then he saw it was q swarm
OF bees lowering directly over his bald
pate! Uncle True covered il with both
hands and fled to the house Like living
bali they hung suspended moment. then
swept toward the housetop, aliehting up
on that unused chimney. Uncle True
vsntured ont and eyed them wistfully.
"why couldn't re come week day? be
growled. Then could got Collins
he's great bee man and we'd put ye into
that empty hive. It's master pity its
the Sabbath; clean ten dollars as good as
thrown away"
But soon his face frightened. There
was the skylight, be could put the hive
ont OF that, perhaps they would take
notion TO IT,
A moment later Uncle Trne WAS putting
up the attic stairs. The nerves in bis
crown crsvled as be remembered how il
had seemed to attract the insects; still be
vep,ured leg ont upon the long slopiog
roof. snd gently profiered home TO the
rovers, mutterins;
There, ye cant do better'n that"
They rose in a body. and with them
uacle Trus's hope; only 10 fall, As they
., their queens behest went down into the
Bsskin's chimney
pesky things he calculated. As the
church soers we're returning be Withdrew
the hive, closed the skylight With bang,
snd then appeared below just as Aunt
True bnstied 10.
Peel better. Joshusf Such a sermon